"Ye has stayed in the late Nascent Soul stage for three hundred years since he entered the Great Dao. If there is no other opportunity to break through to the Divine Realm, I am afraid that he will disappear in a few years." Ye Hua sighed.
He took a breath and said helplessly.
"Brother Ye, why should you worry? With Brother Ye's qualifications, it is only a matter of time before he can achieve the path of immortality. In addition, I have the spirit-extracting elixir, which can increase my life span by a hundred years at least." The old scholar frowned, feeling a little uneasy.
said.
"Young Daoist Lu is right. With the strength of the Aurora Palace in the Eternal Continent, Daoist Ye Ye has a much better chance of breaking through to the realm of divine transformation than we do." The young man wearing a jade crown said calmly.
"Haha, this is Ye's own plan, but before that I would like to ask fellow Taoists for help." Ye said with a sneer.
"If it's something I can do, it's easy to say!" A middle-aged man in a green robe said, cupping his hands.
The rest of the people were silent. After thinking about it, some just nodded, while others ignored it.
"It's very simple, just keep your Nascent Soul!" Ye Hua said, suddenly letting out a soul-stirring evil laugh, followed by a surge of spiritual energy in his body, his hands kneading, and several long rods suddenly appeared in the entire hall.
The flag formed a huge magic circle, trapping more than a dozen Yuanying monks inside, including Dongfang Zimo.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, what do you mean?"
"Arrogant! Do you want to be our enemy?"
"I have already guessed that there is a fraud, Ye Laomo, you are very ambitious!"
For a time, more than a dozen Nascent Soul monks were all shocked and angry. Some summoned magic weapons, some made magic arts with both hands, and some used spiritual light to protect their bodies. Most of them were ready for battle.
"Ye dares to take such a big risk, is it difficult to have no manpower?" Ye Hua listened to the abuse and disdain of these people, snorted coldly, and as soon as he finished speaking, six monks appeared around him, all of them were
Cultivation in the Nascent Soul stage.
"Elders of Aurora Hall!" Chen Ming's heart sank when he saw these six people.
"Okay! It turns out that you have already planned to attack us!" Old Confucian shouted angrily and controlled a staff to blast away.
But it was blocked by a purple barrier and the staff bounced back.
"What's going on! Why has my magic power become so weak?" The old scholar used his spiritual consciousness to check himself in horror, and found that half of his cultivation had been suppressed by force.
"Not good! My magic power is the same!" the old man with disheveled hair said with an ugly expression.
"It must be the fault of those magic circles!" The jade-crowned young man shouted angrily and looked at the strange flags all around.
"This is... the ancient immortal-suppressing formation!" After observing those strange flags, the purple-robed Taoist priest's face changed and he cried out in horror.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang actually knows this formation, hehe! Although this Immortal Suppressing Formation is incomplete, it is more than enough to suppress you." Ye Hua looked at the purple-robed Taoist Priest in surprise, but then said with a sinister smile.
"Hurry up and break the formation, or we will all die here!" The purple-robed Taoist priest said sternly, and he took out a long sword and a precious mirror, and struck one of the flags respectively.
Hearing this, the other dozen or so Nascent Soul cultivators also gritted their teeth and used their magical weapons and moves to continuously bombard a flag.
Dongfang Zimo summoned a Qingyun Sword, and seventy-two flying swords flew out in unison.
The strange thing is that the so-called Immortal Suppressing Formation actually had no effect on him. At first, Dongfang Zimo thought it was because his cultivation was too low. Finally, he discovered that it was the Demon Soul Flame in his body that was protecting the golden elixir.
affected.
However, as time goes on, the flames of the demonic soul will become increasingly dim, and soon it will be difficult to withstand the suppression of the formation.
"With the six of us here, you can still break the formation!" A long-faced old man from the Aurora Palace snorted coldly, randomly formed a magic formula and shot it out, landing on the formation.
The same goes for the other five elders of Aurora Hall.
The dozen or so Nascent Soul cultivators who were constantly bombarding the flags only felt that the mana in their bodies was constantly draining, and their movements became sluggish.
"No!" The purple-robed Taoist priest shouted angrily, quickly took back his magic weapon, and sat up cross-legged to meditate on the spot, with a state of mind condensing on his body.
Some Nascent Soul monks also discovered the problem and either meditated on the spot or offered a Dharma plate to protect themselves.
One of the men in brocade robes wanted to explode the magic weapon by himself and break through the formation, but the moment he activated the magic weapon, the magic power in his body was drained out instantly, and the magic weapon in the shape of a golden ruler fell to the ground without any energy.
Dongfang Zimo also stopped attacking and formed a barrier to protect himself.
"What on earth does this old demon want to do? He actually wants to kill a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators in the Eternal Continent!" Dongfang Zimo's face was extremely gloomy as he muttered to himself.
"I advise you not to struggle in vain. If you can help Ye break through to the realm of gods, it will not bury your identity." Ye Hua said expressionlessly. At this moment, there were many strange runes floating around him.
, and sitting cross-legged in the void, with a large amount of demonic energy pouring out of his body.
"Magic skills! Ye Laomo! When will you change to magic skills!" Chen Ming shouted in shock when he saw this scene.
"Wait a minute! What do you mean by breaking through to the realm of gods before?" The old man with shaggy hair shouted in confusion.
"Of course I used your Nascent Soul to help me break through. As for changing the magic technique, haha! Ye just borrowed this technique!" Ye Hua said, his eyes emitted a strange purple light, and his hands were the same, with a strange
A magic circle appeared in the sky above a dozen Yuanying monks.
After doing all this, Ye Hua suddenly swept away the cold light and fell on the old man with loose hair. He pointed his finger and a ray of light shot out.
The old man with disheveled hair was shocked and quickly used a shield to resist.
But what is unbelievable is that the light passed directly through the shield and hit the old man with loose hair.
"What!" The old man with disheveled hair widened his eyes, and his hands were still clasping tightly, but he found that he was not injured at all.
But a moment later, purple runes suddenly appeared around the old man with long hair, covering his entire body.
The old man with disheveled hair panicked and used various spells to dispel the runes, but to no avail.
All the purple runes penetrated into the old man's body, and brought out from his body a little person who looked the same as the old man. It was this person's Nascent Soul.
Without Nascent Soul, the old man with disheveled hair collapsed to the ground with his eyes wandering.
The Nascent Soul villain in the sky had a look of horror on his face. He wanted to return to his body, but was caught in the magic circle above by the surrounding runes. With screams and screams, the old man with long hair fell like this.
.
"Hahaha! This method really works!" When the old man with long hair died, Ye Hua felt that the magic power in his body was much stronger, and he burst into laughter with excitement on his face.